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I, the All-Class Magus, All My Awakening Skills are LvMax

Update Daily! 9 AM PST ---------------------- A hundred years ago, the virtual and the real merged, unleashing countless monsters across dimensions, revealing mysterious dungeons, and heralding the descent of dark gods upon humanity. The world entered an age of darkness. A century later, John transmigrate into this era of universal awakening, awakening the SSS-level talent [Divine Favor Tome] and transitioning into the god-tier class [All-Class Magus]! In an era where skills could only be acquired through relentless effort, he was born with lvMax skills. In an age where crossing class barriers was deemed impossible, he alone could learn the skills of all classes. In a time when humanity was on the brink of extinction, he effortlessly overpowered the contemporary geniuses and subdued the myriad gods and demons. Years later, John stood atop the constellation of stars, overlooking the mortal realm. Gods bowed their heads in respect, and demons knelt in submission. Countless beings eternally sung praises of his name. ---------------------- WSA 2024 Entry! Please show your support if you enjoy the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 150=1 bonus chapter 200=2 bonus chapters 500=3 bonus chapters Bonus release will drop the following week!

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Chapter232-Duel! Who is the Real Waste

Seeing John step out of the protective shield, a fierce gleam flashed through Alastair's eyes.

If John had remained within the shield, he might have truly been helpless.

But now that he had come out, things were different.

He wanted this man dead.

More than dead—obliterated without a trace.

He was determined to make this man suffer excruciatingly, to vent the hatred seething within him.

He despised these so-called geniuses most of all in his life—those who think just a little ability allows them to do whatever they wish, to trample others underfoot.

Those who don't care about the lives of others are the ones who deserve to die the most.

"Since you seek death, I'll gladly oblige!"

"Blade of Light!"

A flurry of white light gathered in Alastair's hand, then transformed into thousands of blades swirling towards John.

The pupils of everyone atop the city walls dilated in shock.